Summary: What do
you get when you put Professor Oak and Mrs. Ketchum together in the
lab in the middle of a blizzard with some strange and unknown
chemicals? I intend to find out. I do so love experiments in
Chemistry. R&R

Disclaimer: I
don't own pokémon. I don't even own the television that
my sisters and I watch the movies and play the games on.

Chapter 1-December 18

Tracy stuck his head around the corner.
"I'm done cleaning up Professor. Want me to lock up on my way
out?"

Professor
Oak looked up from the microscope in front of him. He rubbed his
hands over his stern-looking face and yawned hugely. "Oh, pardon
me. That sounds like a good idea. After I finish this I think I'll
just bunk upstairs."

"You
sure you don't want any help?"

"No, no.
You should go and enjoy your Christmas break. Aren't all of you
guys going on some trip this year?"

He
listened for a few seconds and heard the door close and the lock
click. The Professor sighed to himself. Another Christmas and
I'm alone in the lab.

For the
last eight years Samuel Oak had buried himself in his work during the
holidays. He couldn't bear to celebrate Christmas, not since his
wife Rose had died. Even though he didn't celebrate he still sent
presents to his grandkids, his only family.

He sighed
again and sat at his laptop. Unfortunately, he was so depressed
about the holidays he found it hard to concentrate. He looked up at
the clock on the wall.

"11:45.
I might as well clean up. I'm not getting anything done anyway."
He had been doing some research for Nurse Joy on the curative
properties of Kabuto oil. He carefully wrapped the Kabuto fossil he
had acquired from Ash and set it back on its shelf. He shut down his
laptop and grabbed the vial of Kabuto oil that he had procured from
the fossil. As he went to put it back in its proper place, he
tripped over the surge protector his laptop was plugged into. He
suddenly pitched forward and the vial went flying. He sat up and
rubbed his nose only to see that the vial had shattered not far from
him.

Another
sigh escaped him. "What a way to end the evening."

He slipped
on a pair of latex gloves and squatted by the mess, picking up the
larger pieces. He reached out to pick up one that was quite a bit
away from him. The Professor began to tip over and put his knee down
to stop himself. There was an awful 'crunch' and pain shot
through his leg. "Son of a …ow! God!"

He sat
back against the wall and brushed the glass from his from his pants.
Blood was seeping through the fabric and he rolled up his khaki pants
to get a better look at the damage. He winced. Pieces of glass were
sticking out of his shin where the blood welled up around them. He
got up and limped across the room to clean and bandage it at the
sink. He picked the glass out and applied a small amount of pressure
and his leg immediately stopped bleeding. "Strange."

He shook
his head as he bandaged the wound and went to clean up the mess. A
few minutes later the floor was clean and the shattered vial and
Kabuto oil were in a container labeled hazardous material. He limped
upstairs and dropped heavily to the couch. Propping his foot on the
arm, he promptly fell asleep.

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